His Deadly Obsession
Her voice grew cold, almost menacing, as she finished, “I won’t let him take her away from us. Not like this.”
**
The next morning, Hazel emerged from her room, her movements slow and deliberate, like a cat stretching after a long nap. Her long, slender legs caught the light as she stepped into the hallway. She wore nothing but a loose, oversize shirt that barely skimmed the tops of her thighs, and underneath, only a thin pair of panties. The fabric of the shirt shifted with each step, revealing more than usual.
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